What Day (feat. 6ojay & Pablo)
Mali Finesse
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Smoking these blunts to the face Run em just hit, but he just beat the case Count up them bands, yeah, we just bought the place Paid everyday throw a mil in the safe (Hey!) Just watch your mouth, better watch what you say Gotta be grateful, I look up and pray Could've been starving, I filled up my plate Came from future, you asked me what day What day What day You gon' realize the real from the fake Diamonds gon' dance it don't matter the day Said she want me but she just want the fame What day What day Stayed on the block and I got me a bankroll Saw a few shots but I shot from a angle Never said stop till the rope get untangled (Honey?) I just be cutting the ties Said that she love me I really don't mind Got a bad bitch and she know that she mine Don't want the treesh they be wasting my time (Treesh) God sent a plan, yeah, he sending me signs Ask for some henny, he gave me some wine Ask for a lemon, I gave her a lime Cash is just calling, I'm pressing rewind What Day What Day You gon' realize the real from the fake Diamonds gon' dance it don't matter the day Said she want me but she just want the fame What Day What Day Stayed on the block and I got me a bankroll Saw a few shots but I shot from a angle Never said stop till the rope get untangled (Honey?) What day What day Are you gonna learn from the things I say Does it process then go away Are you gonna be there when the skies are grey What day What day Are you gon' realize the real from the fake How many chances are you gonna take Moving too fast so I'm pumping the breaks All of these niggas be sucking dick, Moby I hit with fade-away wet it like Kobe I lay with the left like I'm Manu Ginnobli I'm tired of niggas thinking that they know me Pick your ball up and run, niggas be traveling Trapped in the struggle the blunt is unraveling Rappers is crying, these niggas is babbling Baffling, but I can't even get mad at them (I can't get mad) What day Will you decide if you leave or stay Don't get mad if you pick up my ways Falling off come pick up the pace We go to war, call that shit civil Packing them up, early dismissal Always on target, call me a missile My diamonds don't drip I'm making them drizzle (Making them drizzle) Not with the hacks I'm just used to these racks Bust through the trap while I'm jacking all black Shawty a snack I might hit from the back she want my autograph Why you leaving like that left me down for the count And they face is the track and they running they mouth And these niggas don't ever know what I'm about I'm just dripping while niggas be caught in the drought What day What day You gon' realize the real from the fake Diamonds gon' dance it don't matter the day Said she want me but she just want the fame What day What day Stayed on the block and I got me a bankroll Saw a few shots but I shot from a angle Never said stop till the rope get untangled (Honey?) I ain't got no water Cause it don't mix with my sauce Pussy flowing, dripping, aquafina, water park (Park) I don't got no keys because my whip is push to start (SKRT!) And my backwoods always shooting and my bud, it stink like fart Stink like fart hey, (Blech) PU (PU) What it do? Whip fit like two (Like two) Block boy cause I shoot Posted on the block like a mailbox One thot, two thot Red thot, blue thot Good top, so you know the shit getting wetty (Aye!) She do white on the table, no betty Killing these niggas like Freddy, like Freddy no Krueger Got the print panties cause that bitch a cougar She dripping henny it's sweeter than sugar All 'bout my green like I'm picking a booger You left her alone , so I went ahead took her Boys Booker no T All white on flee Frills on her like Little Bo Peep Number one jersey can't f*ck with my team What day What day You gon' realize the real from the fake Diamonds gon' dance it don't matter the day Said she want me but she just want the fame What day What day Stayed on the block and I got me a bankroll Saw a few shots but I shot from a angle Never said stop till the rope get untangled (Honey?) What day What day You gon' realize the real from the fake Diamonds gon' dance it don't matter the day Said she want me but she just want the fame What day What day Stayed on the block and I got me a bankroll Saw a few shots but I shot from a angle Never said stop till the rope get untangled (Honey?)
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